Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She didn't want it at the time, because at that time...she was so disappointed with Qin Mo, and at that time he forced her to have a relationship, and only then did she become happy.

He named the child Qin Yihuan. She knew what he meant, but at the time she only thought it was ironic.

If he really cared about her He Huan, he would not treat her like that back then.

He Huan remained silent.

Qin Mo's expression became deep and dangerous, "I thought you always cared about her a little bit."

"I don't care about her, do you think we can maintain this marriage?" He Huan asked back.

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes, raised her chin with one hand, and asked gently, "Are you really doing it for pleasure? Are you sure it's not for the vegetable person named Rong Yue?"

He Huan's small body has a large capacity and stared at him: "Rong Yue is awake."

"Yes, so your mind is coming back to life again. You dare not divorce because you are afraid that I will deal with him, but you can't forget him. So you take the script written by him and look for Kang Qiao to film... He Huan, are you acting? I am a fool, or do you think you don’t need to care about my mood, do whatever you want, and pursue your spiritual love to your heart’s content, don’t you?" Qin Mo's hand gently stroked her red lips, gently Spit out a few cold words: "Last Saturday, where were you at his new bookmark sale? What was written in his book, can you explain it to me?"

He Huan was a little embarrassed, biting his lip, "I don't need to explain anything to you."

"That's right!" He actually nodded in agreement: "For you, I am just a substitute, a photo. Now that the Lord is back, my appearance is of no use to you."

As he said, his thin lips pressed behind her ears, and his voice became hoarse: "But He Huan, you are my wife now, no matter who you think in your heart, you have to go home... accompany me to bed and Make love."

He Huan couldn't listen anymore, so he turned his head aside: "Stop talking."

"Did you hit your sore spot?" He smiled coldly, "I still didn't even love to accompany me when I saw him."

He Huan got angry, broke away from him, and pulled the belt of the bathrobe: "Don't you want to do it, just do it faster."

Qin Mo stared at her face, stared at her for a while, and then slowly went down. After scanning for a while, he said coldly: "I'm not so hungry and not choosing food."

He Huan closed his clothes, sat on the sofa, propped a hand, and muttered, "Qin Mo, isn't it good for us to let each other go? Do you think you love me so much?"

She smiled and raised her eyes: "You love me, why would you take a woman home for the night? Don't call yourself so innocent. In our marriage, the only thing innocent is Yihuan."

Qin Mo's body froze and his fingers fisted: "I have nothing to do with her. I was drunk and she sent me back. That's all."

"Qin Mo!" He Huan looked down: "You said you didn't touch her, but she had a miscarriage two months later, and why did you show up in the hospital again with her?"

Qin Mo's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

He Huan’s face was exhausted: “You have nothing to do with her, why have you taken care of her in the past few years, going in and out of her apartment, and even staying away all night, not to mention that you and her are innocent, let alone you Guard me like a jade."

"I've never slept with her." Qin Mo gritted his teeth, "He Huan, don't make trouble unreasonably."